Walking up to my house I discovered a young man standing in my front yard, ripping the last of the roses from my rose bush and handing them down to a young lady on the sidewalk.
"Would you like a pair of scissors?" I asked. "No thanks," he said, "We've got them all." Young love! ---- You are receiving this because you are subscribed to the list named "UnivCity." To unsubscribe or for archive information, see <http://www.purple.com/list.html>.